is a carefully carved status reminder forged

outa rain scrabble & the colour red but not in

that order eg i miss my first dog to whom i would

go ‘shut up’ i also miss the absence of one of

those houses where you play in the foundations

in the oil-stained dirt just imagine the scientist

i would be with all that time alone & boundless

junk & string my animal keeping track of the ex-

periments faithfully my best friend going home

because he won’t understand the rules go &

move to queensland then for all i care just see

where that gets you a life of ignominy no doubt

fuck you i’ll talk to the wall it’s painted brick